Songs of the Ridings by F. W. (Frederic William) Moorman
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Mebbe I'll nean coom yam.
1. Kindling 2. Grow moist 3. Elfish 4. Silent 5. Get ready ONE YEAR OLDER One yeer owder, one yeer dearer: That's what I sal awlus say. Draw thy chair a little nearer, Put yon stockin's reight away. Thou hast done enough i' thy time, Tewed i' t' house an' wrowt at loom; Just for once thou mun sit idle, Feet on t' hear'stone, fingers toom.(1) One yeer owder, one yeer dearer: So I promised when we wed. Then thy een were glest'rin' clearer Nor the stars aboon us spread. If they're dimmer now, they're tend'rer, An' yon wrinkles on thy face Tell a lesson true as t' Bible, Speik o' charity an' grace. |
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